There Are Only Two Things Wrong With

That Your Power Of Command With Simple Language Was One Of The Magnificent Things Of Our Century. (from The Poem: Result)

It Didn't Pay To Trust Another Human Being. Humans Didn't Have It, Whatever It Took.

When You Clean Up A City, You Destroy It.

There's A Bluebird In My Heart That Wants To Get Out But I Pour Whiskey On Him And Inhale Cigarette Smoke And The Whores And The Bartenders And The Grocery Clerks Never Know That He's In There.

To Do A Dull Thing With Style-now That's What I Call Art.